If you have read my “About Me” section, you know that I know a little about a lot and a lot about very little. The things I don’t know how to do, I’ll figure out. I may not do the job how an expert would do it, but I’ll make it work. Whether I go to YouTube, make a phone call, Google something or just sit down and figure it out, I get my projects done. Sometimes my days go from door knobs to peach cobbler. It’s all about the life of a mom.
I was very lucky to have been given the father I had. My Dad was a patient man who was willing to teach his children how to do anything he could do. We often would play “Vanna”, as in Vanna White, while learning. My Dad would have us hand tools to him, shine a light where it was needed, or provide the extra hand all while learning the new task. Only once with me did he play “Vanna” and that was towards the end of his life when he just didn’t have the energy or strength to do the job himself. He sat in a chair and instructed me on how to make an item for my Mom’s sewing room.
I don’t tell you this to make you feel sad for me. I’m telling you this so you have some insight on how I was raised. My Dad refused to let his daughters use the excuse “I’m just a girl” to get out of a job. As far as I could see, my Dad didn’t discriminate against his sons or daughters. We all learned how to work so we could be self-sufficient. My Mom was great at teaching my brothers how to do their own laundry and all of us how to cook. My sisters both learned how to sew. I was a little more stubborn about not wanting to learn how to cook or sew. I joke about being the disappointment daughter, though my Mom insists that I was not.
To this day I am so thankful for being raised this way. Now that I am a stay at home mom, I have some sanity in my life knowing that I don’t have to wait for my husband to come home so he can fix something or do more work after working all day. This helps our home run smoothly and it works for us.
A typical day at my house really does vary in activities as I’m sure most do. It goes without saying that my kids are taken care of. They get fed multiple times a day (I think they are Hobbits), they play, help with chores and are always under my feet. Some days it takes careful planning or just dumb luck for me to get household jobs done.
The other day I was able to change out our old door knobs. These door knobs literally were from 1970. I had no idea when I started this job that it would be such a chore to finish. I had to chisel the doors so that I could get the latch plate flush. That is where the dumb luck came in to play. Big S was out and about as most teens are. Little S and Bones were in the back yard playing which gave me time to chisel away without either one of them wanting to be my “Vanna”. There were also some fresh peaches from Palisade, CO sitting on the counter that needed to be eaten before they went bad. Immediately after finishing with my doors, I was in the kitchen baking Peach Cobbler.
This is my ugly 1970’s door and door knob
My shiny new door knob. New doors to come at a later date.
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